Jae Mojave - Got a Phone Call...

Got a phone call on Christmas
Answer the phone, Like yo who is this
Then I get a whole bunch of questions
Like a detective with a witness
Like why you texting my girl, wait
Why she keep it on the low, wait
Why do I not even know, wait
Why can’t you leave her alone, wait
I’m the one that she’s with
Nigga, why can’t you respect that shit
I’m about to give you hell now
Oh you really bout to catch some shit
You don’t know who you be messing with
Got some niggas that’ll stretch your shit
You looking just like a button nigga
I’m really about to press your shit
Now where the fuck did ya’ll lay those vocals
Was it your place, is it local
I go crazy, yeah I go loco
Bout to block you from all her socials
Nigga why the fuck can’t you see
Ya’ll ain’t no jay and bey
It’s my insecurities
Showing all of that fear in me
I don’t know if you hearing me
Why you texting those paragraphs
Answer me with your scary ass
It’s supposed to be a good day
But now I’m about to get very mad
Why she gotta be keeping secrets
Does she know that leaves it me sleepless
Is she doing that TLC
In other words is she out here creeping
Cause I can’t stand that thought
Yeah her ass got caught
And nigga it’s your fault
Saw the messages in her phone
Doing shit I don’t condone
Now you in the danger zone
Hold up now, this is overblown
I’m pretty sure, she’s just into you
Come on now, let me mentor you
Turn down that jealousy
And get rid of that temper too
Ain’t the first time, I remember you
But you should know
I ain’t on that time
And what you look for is what you find
So when that thought come across your mind
Got a phone call on Christmas
Answer the phone, like yo who is this
Then I get a whole bunch of questions
Like a detective with a witness
Like why you texting my girl, wait
Why she keep it on the low, wait
Why do I not even know, wait
Why can’t you leave her alone, wait
Got a phone call on Christmas
Answer the phone, like yo who is this
Then I get a whole bunch of questions
Like a detective with a witness
Like why you texting my girl, wait
Why she keep it on the low, wait
Why do I not even know, wait
Why can’t you leave her alone, wait

Written by:
Jamieson Rhodes

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